The Book of Knowledge said, "Last ti, we repaired the Heavenly Sphere Clock. In addition to being able to locate Dream Fragnts more clearly, it also has the ability to explore seals. The cetery established by the King of Giant Dragons must be related to dragons. As long as we focus on this point, we’ll find it soon."
Rod nodded slightly.
"Alright, I’ll take care of this matter. I’ll have Liszt send soone to search for the Ancient Dragon Tomb."
The Book of Knowledge said, "Master, we might acquire more than one heart of the King of Giant Dragons. The Demon Dragon’s Heart contains most of the dragon’s power, and dragons have always had the custom of burying hearts. If we can find the Dragon Tomb, we might harvest many Dragon Hearts."
Rod curiously asked, "Won’t they decay?"
"Protected by the Star Secret Technique, they won’t decay no matter how many years pass."
Rod instantly revealed a smile, "Good, that’s great! If I have more Demon Dragon’s Hearts, I’ll have the King dig up a hundred hearts, casually get so stomach, liver, spleen, lung, kidney, whatever. I rember they’re supposed to replenish life power. It’s not much but tastes great. Sampling more of the King’s delicacies is not bad either."
The Book of Knowledge felt a chill and moved a bit away from him. Asa then exclaid, "Worthy of the Master, I want a slice too, give so intestine sashimi."
Rod ignored Asa, who always liked to associate with excrent. He even requested Rod a few tis to get so of the King’s feces back, but found it too troubleso, so didn’t bother.
He arrived at the front of the Star Tower, where the ignition of the Star Soul had been waiting a long ti, but it was still not the ti. He hadn’t forgotten he was still amidst the council sessions.
After waiting for so long, waiting a bit longer wouldn’t matter.
Rod’s mind shifted and his consciousness returned to his body.
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Supre Council.
The heated discussion lasted four clock hours, and everyone felt they had an endless amount to say. Jon wanted to thoroughly understand the system of Saint Reel, the Archbishop sought to comprehend the doctrines of the White Sect, and the various high-level mbers wanted insights into the content of their respective domains, while the scholars wanted to know everything.
If it weren’t for the Fire Priest arriving here, they could have continued for another forty clock hours, or even four hundred.
A civilization lasting eighteen hundred years without any gaps, the amount of accumulated knowledge was unimaginable.
But a heavier news made everyone instantly fall silent.
"The King has awakened! The closure of the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground has been lifted!"
At that mont, the boiling crowd made Rod witness the influence the King of Trolian had in their hearts.
Without any consultation, unanimously, everyone rushed towards the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
Had it not been for the fear of stealing the spotlight, Evela and Bossivale would have dashed to the front. No matter the ti, the person most anticipated to et in Trolian had to be the King.
With pure excitent, they followed behind Jon, passed through strict checks, and entered the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, seeing Trolian’s Holy Fire and the figure beneath the burning Golden Light.
He wore a crown of fire, draped in robes of fire, with eyes that shone golden as if in flas, with sword brows and starry eyes, an appearance of authority yet looking slightly pale, as if he had just gone through a fierce battle.
Horus shouted, "Majesty, you have returned! Has your hardship been resolved? No more trouble will arise?"
The King smiled, "Rest assured, Horus, a small calamity, I rely pinched it, and it was extinguished."
Horus initially scolded, "Don’t falsely report the battle situation!" but then couldn’t suppress his laughter, "Hahaha, the King is back! Our King is back!"
Cheers instantly resounded, reaching the skies.
The King observed it all, noting every smile on their faces, their inner hopes and fears, suddenly understanding sothing.
Weakness is not an obstacle to survival; arrogance is.
From now on, I must be cautious and prudent.
The King told himself in his heart.
I have not yet beco the True King, and the pollution in the starry sky wasn’t ford overnight. During humanity’s flourishing Fire Epoch, didn’t they notice the issue with the starry sky? Why did they not resolve it?
To forget history is to forget everything!
The King clenched both fists, but his face still bore a smile.
Jon walked up, using the shortest sentences to recount everything that had happened to the King.
Then introduced Evela and Bossivale.
"Hello."
The King smiled and said, "Very pleased to et you here, the fall of Saint Reel is regrettable, but I hope not absolute extinction; humanity will eventually rise again. The great Pope of Saint Reel dedicated his power to the brilliance of humanity."
He stood, his tone becoming solemn.
"Let us offer him a mont of silence. He is a hero of humanity, our glory."
Evela and Bossivale were tearful, and everyone lowered their heads, right hand over their hearts, to mourn this true King.
Afterward, Evela recounted in detail everything they wanted to tell the King.
Especially regarding the words of the Pope.
The King gently nodded, smiled, and said, "Thank you. I already received this information from little Rod, transford by human demonic forces distorted and corrupted by terrifying humanity, the Mysterious Shadow created is my catastrophe. I have already killed that Mysterious Shadow attacking , eradicated all related Black Fog Symbionts. In the short term, your King will face no further issues, but..."
His expression grew serious.
"Great fear still approaches; the pollution of the starry sky will eventually descend. We must do everything to prepare for the impending Doomsday."
Bossivale shouted, "Only the true King can protect us, overcoming this terrifying catastrophe, Majesty, you must beco the True King!"
"Only you can resist the God of Contaminated Blood, fend off those unspeakable existences within the Black Fog!"
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